Im at Tianas. Typing. On the f**king computer just a minute a go. This punk with a shaved head and tattos is beating his girlfreind outside. So I run out with a kitchen knife aqnd tell him to back the f**k up.And he laffs-"What you gonna do old man?"I'm gonna cut your f**king throat,MAN!"So he backs up-Dam.I made an enemy...I dont need this s**t at my age.

If it's true what they say, that GOD created us in His image, then why should we not love creating, and why should we not continue to do so, as carefully and ethically as we can, on whatever scale we're capable of?

The choice is simple; refuse to create, and refuse to grow, or build, with care and love.

Ronnie you are such a good person! That was flat-out heroic. Tiana must be proud of you.

I think it's actually "Tina"... EDIT: No, it ISTIANA!!!Any man that hits a woman is a coward, a bully, a stupid turd. 'Course the way to handle it might have been to call the police, but you've got to love Ron. He's brave and good.

I think my gramma on her own was the entire neighborhood watch well into her 80ís. My friends would tease me sometimes about always seeing my gramma glaring out the window watching everything that went on. If it wasnít for her, Iím sure I would have been raped, kidnapped, or murdered by now. There were several occasions where Iíd be outside reading on the porch or walking home from somewhere and some guy would start talking to me and she would come out and stare at him until he was uncomfortable and left. I was kind of annoyed by that sometimes. But one day a man grabbed me on the corner of my block when I was coming home from school. He kept trying to wrestle me into the closest gangway, and I knew if I just struggled with him long enough to get into my grammaís view, Iíd be safe. I kept wriggling past each house and then two houses from mine I saw her come out yelling and shaking her fist! She scared the living daylights outta him and he fled like a deer! I will forever be grateful to her for that.

Now when I hear something going on, I check. If it Ďs late at night or I think thereís a weapon involved, I call the police. If itís someone just being an a-hole to someone else, I go outside, cross my arms, and give a very blatant, disappointed stare. I supposed it could just teach them to commit their tomfoolery in private, but I hope it makes them uncomfortable and reminds them how to behave.

As dangerous as what you did was, you've got serious nut. You're a hero so be proud of it.

Keep an eye out for that s**t head though, worst case scenario he comes back with a gun.

Or this guy could call the cops, say that Ron brandished a deadly weapon against him, and his girlfriend, "Stockholmed" by her boyfriend, would agree and Ron might face felony assault with a deadly weapon charges. In any case, good job man

Im at Tianas. Typing. On the f**king computer just a minute a go. This punk with a shaved head and tattos is beating his girlfreind outside. So I run out with a kitchen knife aqnd tell him to back the f**k up.And he laffs-"What you gonna do old man?"I'm gonna cut your f**king throat,MAN!"So he backs up-Dam.I made an enemy...I dont need this s**t at my age.

I seen him again. He dont hit his girl when Im in earshot...and he calls me "sir".I did good,I think.It's real bad thunderstorming.But Tiana needs bread.She's at work.I gotta go up town. I aint gotta car. :bluesad:I gotta coat! It's a 1968 Carhart! And its green! It belonged to Nickolia Siskaninitz! It even smells old.And when I die It goes to my grandson.It's an old coat.